"Christian Battle Rap" genre: Christian Rap
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	This song goes out to all the Bruthas out there, in the rap game, half steppin God. Let the world go completely so He can bless you Bro.
	CD: Battlin the Sin, Not the SInner   Label: BOOM PRODUCTIONS Credits: Written and Performed by PJ DUB, Produced by Prophessa Ex
	Story Behind the Song Motivation: Christian Rappers half Steppin and ill reppin God Lyrics Mean: Listen to em. Song Written: In my house Time to Write: An Hour Record: 4 Hours Remember, this song isn't for all the Christian rappers, so if it doesn't apply, PRAISE GOD! However, if it does apply, please don't be hatin, just reflect, pray, and make some changes. Lyrics CHRISTIAN STAND OFF Yo yo yo….. Check mic one two, this rap is for you, You got ill because I rebuked you, that’s 2 I stood on Gods word, perfect N all ways and str8 But you had a plan, God just stepped in the way But you know we got free will, so ya stepped, to tha left Whored Him, His word, and now you livin as a Bad Rep Cussin like a fool, in your heart, music, unequally yoked, The only one that’s been played is you, ya joked Listen to the words, my tongue rolls so eloquent Your walk is so off Kidd, you laughed and you got bent Excusin your mad ways, your heat and your front Got your draws in a bunch, cuz your Brutha got blunt Called you out, asked you to step up and start to rep But you hid behind your keyboard, tickity tack yo fingers went As words, verbage and filth spilt from your heart You couldn’t even step like a man, come to my yard One two, one two, this mic is for you, battled whack Spiritually you slippin, the devils got your back Anytime we half step, Satan got a plan, cuttin no slack Cuz as the rippa rips, the jacka gets jacked Beware Bro, this is a trumpet blowin loud and clear He who has ears, let him listen, let him hear I got rymes, I got words, and this you can bet, your mic, has been spit on, smacked down, and rolled away wet! Listen to the words, my tongue rolls so eloquent Your walk is so off Kidd, you laughed and you got bent Excusin your mad ways, your heat and your front Got your draws in a bunch, cuz your Brutha got blunt Called you out, asked you to step up and start to rep But you hid behind your keyboard, tickity tack yo fingers went As words, verbage and filth spilt from your heart You couldn’t even step like a man, come to my yard Luke 8:4-8 Jesus Christ told of seeds and soil. Some seed fell on the path and was trampled on, and birds came and ate it up. Some fell on the rocks, and when it came up, it had no moisture to grow, so it died. Some fell with the thorns, which strangled the plant as it tried to grow. But, some fell on good soil, and grew to yeild crop a 100 times it’s own. Where are you? Listen to the words, my tongue rolls so eloquent Your walk is so off Kidd, you laughed and you got bent Excusin your mad ways, your heat and your front Got your draws in a bunch, cuz your Brutha got blunt Called you out, asked you to step up and start to rep But you hid behind your keyboard, tickity tack yo fingers went As words, verbage and filth spilt from your heart You couldn’t even step like a man, come to my yard In this Christian stand off, you posed years as a sign was it to show you could serve, or was it just a matter o time You try to post up your age, years that you been livin How many of those years have you really been givin? To God, how much heart can He claim, or have you been lame Claimin bein a Christian since birth, yo it aint the same To me, to your boys, and most importantly to your self You aimin for only one thing, the world, and all of its wealth Take it from me Kidd, your heart, slowy shrinkin, Your spirit talkin to ya, don’t deny it, whatchu thinkin I love you bro, I cant love God and not you, I can see you, hurtin inside, confused by life, n what to do? We go through trials, troubles, tribulations and seasons In the process we can waste time makin up tons of reasons I cant fathom what your doin, but I remember makin the walk When your ready to receive love, sit down, lets talk. Ha ha.. yeah.. I don’t know anything bout battlin Bro… But this song is for you, and all the utha Bruthas like you, I love you, more importantly so does God, give it all to Him, and in case you for got Listen to the words, my tongue rolls so eloquent Your walk is so off Kidd, you laughed and you got bent Excusin your mad ways, your heat and your front Got your draws in a bunch, cuz your Brutha got blunt Called you out, asked you to step up and start to rep But you hid behind your keyboard, tickity tack yo fingers went As words, verbage and filth spilt from your heart You couldn’t even step like a man, come to my yard

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